The house was quiet Monday morning as everyone prepared for their day. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen as Bree and Mia dished out breakfast. Soon everyone was eating and talking.

"So you work Bree?" Vince asked from his spot next to her.

"Of course, I think I'd die if I had to sit around and do nothing," she said with a laugh.

"So what do you do?" Leon asked.

"I'm an instructor down at Rodrigo's Gym," Bree replied taking a bite of her toast.

"Cool, so do you teach people how to beat each other up?" Jesse asked from his spot across from her and Bree laughed.

"I teach them how to defend themselves."

"You work all day?" Mia asked.

"No, I have 2 classes in the morning and I'm on call in the afternoon incase someone calls in sick or someone's arranged for private lessons; or in some cases, we'll get a patient come down for physical therapy and I'll do that when they ask."

"Oh then maybe you can help me," Vince interjected. "I have physical therapy twice a week and it's a pain in the butt to drive all the way to east LA. Think you could get me as a patient?" Vince asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Sure, I'll put in a call when I get in today. I know which place your talking about. I'd ask for a transfer if I got assigned to that place too," Bree whispered to him. Vince gave her a thankful smile and Bree noticed a strange expression on Dom's face. She caught his gaze, offering him a smile and he gave her a small one in return.

"So what happened to Letty?" Mia asked, daring to say the question everyone had on their mind.

"She won't be living here until she earns your trust back and you feel okay being around her," Dom said.

"Oh," Mia said quietly and stared down at her plate.

"We should get going, we got that BMW to work on," Brian said rolling his eyes. The guys all agreed and were gone within five minutes.

"How you feeling?" Bree asked Mia as they cleaned up the kitchen.

"I'm okay. No more dizziness," she replied with a warm smile.

"Good. Well, I'm going to go get changed for work."

"See ya at lunch?"

"See ya at lunch," Bree confirmed before heading upstairs.

Letty watched as all the guys filed into the garage. Both Brian and Vince gave her a glare, whereas Dom didn't even look her way. Leon gave her a small smile and Jesse followed suit, always doing what Leon did.

"Yo Jesse, can I talk to you for a second," Letty called out. Jesse gave Leon a look before heading over to Letty.

"Hey, what's up?" he said nervously.

"I need you to do me a favor."

"What?"

"I want you to help me find everything on Bree," she said quietly.

"I don't know Letty," Jesse replied, his nervousness making him really want a cigarette.

"Please? Come on, you know Dom's been a prick to me since she got here and I just want to check her out, nothing big." Letty argued and Jesse gave a sigh of defeat.

"Fine, come on." Letty followed Jesse back towards the computer and waited as patiently as she could while he got it up and running.

"What's her last name?" Jesse asked looking up at her.

"Delaney," Letty said as she looked out to make sure no one could hear.

"How'd you find out?"

"I snooped through her purse," she said absently. Jesse raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything. He quickly typed in Bree's name and waited for the stuff to pop up. After a few minutes he'd hacked his way into her records.

"You get anything?" Letty asked while still looking out.

"Nope, she's got nothing. She's clean," Jesse said reading over the computer screen.

"What? No, there's got to be something," she retorted as she came over to him.

"I'm telling you there's nothing," he replied, gesturing towards the screen.

"No, there has to be something," Letty said as she grabbed hold of Jesse.

"What the heck do you think you're doing?" Leon asked from the doorway. Letty looked down and saw how tightly she was holding onto Jesse and the slight wince of pain in his face. She quickly let him go as if her hand had caught on fire. Jesse gave her a slight glare as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Jess, I'm sorry."

"Save it Let," he said flipping off the computer and marching out.

"Leon, what the hell am I doing?" Letty asked in a quiet voice.

"I don't know, why don't you tell me."

"I don't…"

"If I see you hurtin' Jesse in any way again…" he trailed off, letting the threat hang. He shook his head at her before walking after Jesse.

Bree had just finished her lunch, when the phone rang in the store.

"Torretto's," Mia said picking it up. "Oh hey Dom…yeah…okay…see ya later," Mia hung up the phone.

"Dom?" Bree asked.

"Yeah, they're pretty busy at the shop and he was wondering if you could bring lunch down."

"Sure," Bree agreed but the possibility of seeing Letty set her on edge.

"You sure?" Mia asked.

"Yeah, now hurry and make lunch, I bet they're starving," Bree said with a smirk.

The shop was warm as usual as Bree made her way in carrying a grocery bag and a cooler. Tools were scattered around and she could see a pair of legs sticking out from the car she stood next to and figured out it was Vince.

"You ready for a break yet?" she asked. Vince jerked with surprise and let out a curse as he hit his head.

"Don't do that!" he said wheeling himself out from underneath the car and glared at a laughing Bree.

"Sorry," she said through laughter. "Come on, I brought lunch."

"Good, I'm starving," Vince said getting up. "Lunch!" he yelled out as he walked towards the two workbenches near the wall. Soon everyone had gathered and Bree handed out the food. She impassively handed the food to Letty when she showed up and Letty left, grabbing a Corona out of the cooler.

"You brought Corona?" Leon asked.

"Yeah."

"I could kiss you," Leon said with a grin before grabbing a beer, popping the lid and taking a swig. Bree laughed at the tranquil look he had on his face.

"Thanks for bringing up lunch," Dom said sitting down next to her.

"No problem," Bree replied with a smile.

"So how was work?"

"Not bad. Oh yeah that reminds me, Vince, I got you transferred so we can do you physical therapy at the house now."

"Great, thanks," he said tipping his beer at her.

"So you guys are super busy down here?" she asked turning back to Dom.

"Yeah, somehow Mondays are always busy," he said taking a drink from his beer.

"And here I thought they were suppose to be slow," she replied with a smirk. She began to pick up and frown when she felt something still in the grocery bag. Opening it, she found Jesse's sandwich. "Huh, that's weird."

"What?" Dom asked.

"Jesse didn't come get lunch," she said pulling out the sandwich and showing him.

"That's Jesse for ya. I'll go get him," Leon interposed and got up. The two of them came back and Bree noticed the shadow that fell over Dom's face as they came over.

"Hey, thanks for lunch," Jesse said as Bree handed him the sandwich.

"What happened?" Dom asked before Bree had a chance to say anything.

"Nothing," Jesse mumbled and Bree then noticed the ring of bruises on Jesse's arm.

"That's not nothing," Dom growled and got up.

"Letty just doesn't know her own strength," Jesse tried to joke.

"Letty did this?"

"Yo, I stopped her before anything else could happen," Leon said.

"Nothing should have happened in the first place."

"Dom, it's not like she meant to," Jesse mumbled.

"She never means too!" Dom hands were balled into fists. "I gotta go for a drive," Dom said before stalking out of the garage. Bree followed after him, jumping into his car before he could take off.

"Get out," Dom commanded.

"No, you have that 'I'm gonna do something stupid' look on your face."

"Fine," he growled out before taking off. Bree strapped on her seatbelt and tried to relax as Dom drove, no emotion showing on his face.

"Careful, people might think your constipated by that expression on your face," Bree commented after he had been driving down the highway for a few minutes. Her voice brought Dom out of his reverie and calmed him.

"Yeah?" he asked with a small smile.

"Yeah."

"I should have brought my sandwich with me."

"You hungry?" Dom nodded at her as he continued to cruise. "Get off on the next exit and I'll take you to this little place I use to go to." He followed her directed and pulled up to a small dinner. It sat on the ocean from and a few people were inside. They got out of the car and Bree led him inside.

"Hey Bree, haven't seen you in a while," the hostess greeted.

"Yeah, some stuff happened," she replied.

"So two?"

"Yeah and can we sit outside?" Bree asked.

"No problem." They were led outside and seated at a table near the railing, overlooking the beach.

"This is nice," Dom said as they sat down.

"Yeah, they serve the best sea food." After spending a few minutes looking over the menu, a waiter came out.

"Hi, I'm Caleb, I'll be your waiter. Have you decided what you'd like?" he asked with his pen poised over his pad.

"I'll have a side basket of popcorn shrimp," Bree said and then looked over at Dom.

"I'll just have a hamburger."

"Alright, anything to drink?" Caleb asked as he wrote their order.

"Water."

"I'll have a Corona."

"Okay, it'll be a few minutes," Caleb replied taking their menus.

"So, you feeling any better yet?" Bree asked as soon as Caleb left.

"I'm good," Dom answered with a smile. Being with Bree calmed him and the Letty problem faded.

"So, not to be a buzz kill, but what happened with you and Letty?" she asked and Dom almost groaned; he really didn't want to talk about her.

"I told her we needed to take a break and then all this stuff happened."

"Oh." Their food arriving interrupted any further discussion on the topic and they spent lunch talking about anything but Letty.

As they were paying at the cash register, an amused chuckle came from behind them. Dom turned towards the noise and felt Bree stiffen at his side.

"Well, isn't this interesting," the man said. He was a couple inches shorter than Dom; his brown hair gelled back and his light brown eyes were locked on Bree. Next to him stood a short, blonde haired girl who's blue eyes were flickering from Bree to the man.

"Buzz off Daman," Bree snapped.

"Why should I when this looks so… enticing?" Daman replied.

"Whatever," Bree said, grabbing Dom's arm and walking out.

"Who was that?" he asked as they walked out the doors.

"That was the ex," Bree replied not slowing down her pace. Everything clicked into place and Dom knew that the girl must have been the best friend.

"You didn't think I was done talking to you, did you?" Daman called after them, dragging Trisha with him.

"I really don't care what you have to say," Bree barked back as she turned around, her eyes livid with anger.

"Nice boy toy. What, did you wait two seconds before picking him?"

"Dom is not my boyfriend, and even if he was, it's not like you waited before getting with someone; oops, my bad, you were already with her when you were with me!"

"Don't hate the player, hate the game," Daman said with a lazy smile.

"What game? Is that what this is to you? A fuckin' game?" Bree shout. "You are so not the person that I thought you were."

"What can I say, people change."

"Leave me alone, don't come near me again," she ordered.

"Why would I want to come near you? You were only good for one thing," Daman replied with a leer that suggested exactly what he was talking about. Bree was on him before he had time to react.

"You asshole!" Bree wailed on him as Dom ran over and pulled her off Daman. He struggled to keep her in his arms as Daman got himself up.

"You bitch, you hit me!" Daman exclaimed.

"You got what you deserved, now leave, and don't talk to her again or you'll have me to deal with," Dom threatened. Daman opened his mouth to say something back but thought better of it and shut his mouth. Grabbing Trisha, he turned around and walked to his car. Dom felt Bree stop her struggling as Daman walked away. Pulling her to his car, he set her on the hood.

"I thought it was my job to get angry and throw punches," he tried to joke as her lifted up her chin. It was then that he noticed the tears that were ready to fall. "Hey, don't worry about him, he's an ass," he said trying to comfort her.

"It's just not fair. How come he the one who did something wrong but I'm the one that feels like crap?" Bree complained as she cupped her face in her hands. "Why is it that I feel like I'm the one who did something wrong? That if had done something different that none of this would have happened?" Dom thought about all the times he had cheated on Letty; was this the way she felt? He was conflicted.

"Hey, you did nothing wrong," he said prying her hands away from her face.

"You don't know that," she replied as she looked away.

"No, I don't. But that's doesn't mean you did something wrong. You didn't make him cheat on you. Believe me, I know," Dom finished quietly and Bree looked up at him. The conviction was written all over and she felt like he was talking more about him and Letty but it still helped.

"Thank you," she whispered as she got up. Kissing him lightly on the cheek, she turned and got into the car.

So that's the end of this chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it and don't forget to let me know what you thought!